Brandenburg 42: Lloyd Pementil
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He would gather the children and play music for them until bedtime. Then he would take his own beloved children and sing them to sleep playing "You Are My Sunshine." To me he was a a hero, a man of great personal dignity, love and joy who took care of the children and brought smiles to everyone around him. He didn't have the resources of an Albert Einstein, or the voice of Martin Luther King, but in doing everything you can to make this world a better place he was every bit their equal. The Incredible Story of "You Are My Sunshine" is below . You are my sunshine My only sunshine You make me happy When skies are grey You'll never know dear How much I love you Please don't take my sunshine away All photos courtesy of Burnette Riley Excerpt from "Steinbeck and Sounds of the Filipino American Experience" prepared for the Exhibition "Filipino Voices Past and Present" Presented by the National Steinbeck Center in 2012. Lazaro (Lloyd) Pementil And the Incredible Story of "You Are My Sunshine" I was listening to the oral history of Mrs. Burnette Riley, daughter of Lazaro (Lloyd) Pementil. She mentioned that her father hired out as a musician when he was not doing labor in the fields around Salinas. The short-handled hoe was his instrument in the fields. Once home, he would play guitar, violin, double bass, ukulele or mandolin—anything with strings on it. Lloyd and his wife Edna (Janke) Pemintel “loved singing along with Gene Autry whenever they heard him sing on the radio.” He was self-taught, and his four-piece band would learn songs by going to the Republic Café and other places with juke boxes, feeding the machines nickels until they had learned a particular song. The band played Hawaiian music, western “country music” songs, and Filipino folk music. Living in a labor camp with his family, Lloyd would come home from work and take a long shower. When he came out of the shower house he’d be sporting a three-piece suit, a fedora worn handsomely to the side, and two-tone shoes shined brightly. He looked good, and he had a big smile on his face because now was the time for him with his favorite girl in the whole world— daughter Burnette. Burnette is a loving, sweet woman these many decades later. And she loves her Daddy with her whole heart. Many think of these camps as poor, desperate places. Not so the case with Burnette. She remembers playing tennis, softball, field hockey, badminton, and basketball in school. There was the rodeo with its carnivals and parades when her cousins would visit from the San Joaquin Valley. They would go the beach, or the Republic Café in Chinatown on Saturday or Sunday family outings. Her wedding reception was at the Republic Café in 1963. A devout Catholic, she was wed in Carson City, Nevada, however, because mixed-race marriages were illegal in California at that time. The children of the labor camp would gather around, and Lloyd would strum his guitar and sing for the kids. At the end he would put his baby girl to sleep. I asked her if there was a special song he sang just for her, that he loved playing for her, and she loved to hear. “That’s easy,” Burnette said, “It was ‘You Are My Sunshine’.” Can’t you just see Burnette’s father singing to his baby girl, both smiling, Burnette settling in to the warmth of her father’s love? Burnette remembers, “My Mom and Dad loved singing along with Gene Autry [who had a big hit with “You Are My Sunshine”] whenever they heard him sing on the radio. It still gives me a warm feeling just thinking about it.” A few days before I finished this manuscript, Burnette found two records her father had recorded in Chinatown in 1950. There was a kind of novelty recording studio there, where for a few cents people could record anything they wanted for a few minutes. The recording machine took the sound and put it in a needle that scratched the sound into a record as the music was played. Much of the coating that was on the records had flaked off through the years, but we were able to recover a bit of the Hawaiian/Blues type music he and a friend played. As you would expect, it is very sweet. I sent the recording to Burnette to send to the family. Burnette’s Mom (Edna) grew up in Napoleon, North Dakota in a German/Scandinavian farm town. A conservative place, rife with the prejudices of the day, she was brave to marry Lazaro in a time when intermarriage was not only illegal but cause for all kinds of nastiness. Apparently Edna’s Dad, Burnette’s grandfather, could be particularly nasty, especially after drinking. Imagine Filipino musicians coming to the town in the ’40’s. Burnette’s Aunt Velda remembers it well, and wrote to tell Burnette after she received the recording. I just listened again to the recording , not bad for being about a 50 yr old [restored] tape. You know I was about 10 or 11 when your folks came to the farm in North Dakota, and the fellows would play for us. Dad being an old [bad guy] had to admit it was good music but he never said it , But he sure had a cauliflower ear on it. I remember they (your Dad and Sam) rented the hall in Napoleon called the [Octagon] for an evening we even go to go listen to them play. For a small town nearly everyone turned out, and enjoyed them. But being set in their ways and beliefs I felt like curiosity had a better part in it too. But [a] good number of people were there. So I can remember your dad would put the guitar behind his neck and play it. Sounded great either way. Now that’s a beautiful moment I thought I’d share with you . Burnie you have to be so proud of him and his longevity . What a great Dad he must have been. Have a Blessed day. Your dad will have beautiful memories to take with him and some for you to keep forever. Bye and happiness always, love [Auntie Velda]” Civic, Social Leader Leaves For Philippines Philippines Mail All of these articles from The Filipino American Experience Research Project © October 3, 1998. From the archives of Alex Fabros. July 29, 1940; page 5 MRS. C. C. MORALES, well known civic and social leader among Filipinos in Salinas Valley, left for the Philippines on board the S. S. Tatsuta Maru which lifted anchor in San Francisco Saturday morning, July 20. With her is her son, Clemente, Jr. Before her sailing, MRS. MORALES expressed her regret she could not see the Colmo del Rodeo pageantry which a Filipino float was entered. She devoted much of her time in helping the community raise the fund necessary for making of the artistic float. On July 18, a farewell party was tendered in her honor by members of the Shangri-La. This party was initiated by Mr. And Mrs. M. R. Galicia. Songs and speeches featured the after-dinner program held under the shady trees. Val Arellano acted as the impromptu toastmaster and called on following: Frances La Verne sang "[You Are My] Sunshine"; little Lily Malvas sang that Kundiman "Pacing"; Helen Filomero gave another vocal solo, and the speeches of Mrs. B. R. Sampayan, and Mr. Galicia who all wished MRS. MORALES and her son a bon voyage. In the evening of July 17, the Filipino Women's Club gave a party in her honor at the Community Centre. Two days ago, M. G. Collado sent a cablegram to MRS. MORALES wishing her a pleasant trip on behalf of the community. Philippines Mail, June 1945, Page 8 A picnic was held at "Shangrila" (ranch of Andy Madalora) honoring the departure of Mrs.